Gemotions

The band struck up a familiar tune as he approached the microphone. He glanced at his father, sitting proudly at the head table. The room was filled with the warm murmur of people’s voices.

He began, recalling his father’s relentless work ethic, his kindness, and his unwavering belief in his children. He spoke about the fishing trips, the late-night talks, and the lessons learned. A warm sensation blossomed in his chest.

His gaze swept over the crowd, seeing faces full of joy and respect. When he finished, the applause felt like a warm embrace. He imagined all of the things his father would do. A feeling of lightness settled over him, the promise of new beginnings tangible.